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He offers me an A4 envelope. I take it and realize my wound is still bleeding when I take my arm away from my stomach. “Damn it …”
“Oh Gods, are you okay?” he asks, his eyes going wide.
“I’m fine,” I tell him. “This isn’t new.”
The bright slash of blood on my white shirt looks dramatic, I guess.
“Your arm,” he murmurs, the tips of his fingers brushing my wrist.
“It’s nothing,” I start, as a lump swells in my throat.
It’s not nothing. It’s the furthest thing from nothing.
I almost fucking died.
I’ve been pushing that pain down, telling myself it doesn’t matter, for too long now.
“It’s okay,” he murmurs. “You’re safe.”
I let go of the door, and he moves closer.
He takes the envelope and tosses it on the ground behind us.
His arms wrap around me, and I bury my face in his shoulder, tears starting to flow.
I hold on to him like he’s the only thing saving me from drowning in my own sorrows.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Echo
Leanne shakes in my arms, crying quiet tears against my shoulder and holding on to me tightly.
I understand Spencer’s anger more fully now that I can see how deeply E.A.’s actions have affected our fated mate. She’s still traumatised from what happened to her, because of course she is.
Seeing those scars on her arms, and that blood on her shirt …
I can only imagine the nightmares she has.
“You’re safe now,” I murmur, stroking her back.
Everyone knows Omegas have calming energy.
Mine can be a little chaotic at times, but I stay level for her now, so she can take some comfort in my touch. I feel it when she starts to relax, her shakes turning into shivers before dissipating completely.
Her long dark hair is wet, and it’s not that warm in the apartment.
She’ll be cold when I let her go if we don’t do something about that.
Of course, I could just never let her go.
She feels good in my arms.
I’m not usually the one who gets to come rushing to the rescue, but holding our mate in my arms makes it feel natural. I would fight for her. Even if I’m not much of a fighter.
I never had to fight for E.A. or Spencer.
They felt what I felt, and we formed a pack without hesitation on any side.
